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Pigott went into the housekeeper's room, and Angela was at once shown up into the drawing-room. The servant announced her name to a black- robed figure lying on a sofa, and closed the door. "Come here, Angela Caresfoot," said a well-known voice, "and see how Fate has repaid the woman who tried to ruin you."
"Yes, Pigott told me that he had come. He has been away a long while." "When did you last see him?" "When I was about thirteen, I believe; before he lost the election, and went away." "He has been down here several times since then. I wonder that you did not see him." "I always disliked him, and kept out of his way."
"Came here for company! What do you mean?" She hung her head. "Come," he said, "tell me what you mean." "I don't quite know myself. How can I tell you?" He looked more puzzled than ever, and she observed it and went on: "I will try to tell you, but you must not be cross like Pigott when she cannot understand me.
I only hope, Heigham, that old Pigott won't talk your head off; she has got a dreadful tongue. Well, don't let me keep you any longer; it is a lovely day for the time of year. Try to amuse yourself somehow, and I hope for your sake that Angela will not occupy herself with you as she does with me, by staring as though she wished to examine your brains and backbone. Good-by for the present."
He had been induced to go bail by one of the greatest scoundrels Ireland ever produced Richard Pigott, Doran being an agent for Pigott's papers, the "Irishman" and "Flag of Ireland." Let this one good act, at all events, be put down to Pigott's credit. To return to Forrester.
"I am sure I don't know, Pigott, but I suppose you were going to tell me what was in the telegram." "Yes, miss, that's right; but my head does seem to wool up somehow so at times that I fare to lose my way." "Well, Pigott, what was in the telegram?" "Lord, miss, how you do hurry one, begging your pardon; only that the Reverend Fraser not but what Mrs.
Sometimes I feel ever so much alone, as though I was looking for something and could not find it, and then I come and stand here and look at my mother's grave, and I get company and am not lonely any more. That is all I know; I cannot tell you any more. Do you think me silly? Pigott does." "I think you are a very strange child. Are you not afraid to come here alone at night?" "Afraid oh, no!
There was considerable difficulty in getting this money from Pigott, but ultimately it was squeezed out of him. An employe of the "Irishman," David Murphy, was shot he survived his wound in a mysterious manner.
Accordingly Sir A. Pigott, the Attorney-General, as an officer of the crown, brought in a bill on the thirty-first of March 1806, the first object of which was, to give effect to the proclamation now mentioned. The second was, to prohibit British subjects from being engaged in importing slaves into the colonies of any foreign power whether hostile or neutral.
"That you have sent Pigott away?" "Yes, yes, you see, Angela " "Do you mean that she is really to stop away?" "Of course I do, I really must be allowed, Angela " "Forgive me, father, but I do not want to listen to your reasons and excuses." Her eyes were quite dry now. "That woman nursed my dying mother, and played a mother's part to me.
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